Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

The original words are as follows.

"You should really look at his face, oh, our savior Potter, who doesn't even know about wizard duels, and the mo... Mudblood around him! And poor Weasley."

Malfoy's nostrils were up, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his words.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Charlotte stood up and leaned in front of Malfoy. His two followers, Goyle and Crabbe, didn't dare to stop him, and stepped aside consciously.

Seeing her approaching, Malfoy moved his lips slightly, and took a few steps back, remembering that this is the lounge, not the Cuthbert family's estate, and this person can't do anything to him.

"What's the matter?" Malfoy yelled sternly, while staring at his useless follower, such a big man was in vain!The Cuthbert's house and the Malfoy's house moved around very closely. Charlotte and Malfoy had known each other for a long time, and they often repaired this tsundere big back.

This was also one of the reasons why Goyle and Crabbe didn't dare to stop them, and the influence of the Cuthbert family was not something they, the vassal families of the Malfoy family, could resist.

"I think you'd better pay attention to your words and deeds. This word should not be a word that pure-blood nobles can say, Malfoy."

Draco's upper and lower lips moved, and the dead duck mouth insisted, "Our etiquette is not for a mud...." Under Charlotte's gaze, Draco changed a word from the heart.

"Muggle wizard."

"Ha, Draco." Charlotte suddenly put his arms around Draco's shoulders. This intimate gesture made Draco uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to push Charlotte away.

"What... what are you doing!"

"Where is the duel location you agreed upon?"

Draco was surprised that Charlotte asked this question, and when Charlotte turned to look at him, he said honestly.

"The trophy room."

"Are you really going to fight them at night?"

"I'm not that stupid. I'll tell Filch in secret. Think about it. The hapless Potter and Weasley are caught in detention. Filch has enough for them."

Draco was very proud of this, he didn't hide his intention at all, and told his plan in detail.

"I'm a little skeptical. Where have you learned etiquette and sense of honor? The person who was about to fight ran away without a fight. Let me think about it. If I wrote a letter to Uncle Lucius, what do you think he would do in response? I?"

Lucius, who cared most about pomp and honor, his son used base means to attack the enemy in a holy duel. Although this was very Slytherin, it was really embarrassing to say it.

Draco also seemed to think of what expression his father would use to question him, and shrunk his neck. Seeing that Charlotte had frightened him, the smile on his face became even wider.

"If you're worried that you won't be able to beat them..."

"How is it possible! I am noble Malfoy!"

Before she could finish speaking, Malfoy interrupted her, and with a raised head, the arrogance on his face was about to burst through the ceiling.

"Then go to the challenge. Let me think about it. Well, you can be regarded as my distant relative. I have to take care of you at school. How about this? I will go with you at night."

"Really?"

Draco, who had just boasted about Haikou, regretted it a bit. Although Harry and Weasley were not the same as him, that Muggle girl did know a lot, and he could help...

Glancing at the silly Gore and Crabbe, he turned his head away in disgust.

"I won't help you fight a wizard duel, I will teach you something so that you can defeat him head-on."

Shattering Draco's fantasy, he grabbed Draco with a ruthless iron hand.

"As long as you learn this, you don't need to be afraid of this duel at all..."

Looking at Draco who is full of fighting spirit, Charlotte is also doing her best to teach, watching Draco waving his wand over and over again, his eyes are shining.

The stagnation of the experiment made her focus on the Sorcerer's Stone, but this thing was closely watched by Dumbledore. How to approach it reasonably became a big problem. Right now, isn't this a good opportunity to deliver it to your door? .

The magic power revealing potion cannot accurately outline the magic power flow in the creature's body. The best formula now can only mark the magic power, and it cannot make the magic power appear like a picture at all.

Time flew by, and Draco was specially told not to bring Goyle and Crabbe with him, they were like trolls with brains, so don't expect them to be of any use.

This is probably the tragedy of inbreeding, and it is also a problem that most pure-blood families cannot escape and solve.

Few people came to the trophy showroom, only Filch would occasionally come to clean it.The trophies on the outer shelf are the newest and relatively clean. The batch of trophies inside don’t know what is stuck on them. The stains are stubbornly attached to the surface.

The four of Harry, who had been waiting here early, confronted Charlotte and the others.

"I'll pay you back, Malfoy." Weasley was the first to open his mouth to vent his hatred.

"The honor of the Malfoy family makes us never fear a duel."

Charlotte fiddled with the wand, looked at Draco's proud little appearance, hehe, it looked like it.

Looking at Hermione, Harry, his good friend Ron, and Neville?Charlotte was a little surprised that Neville would appear here, and waved at the four of them calmly.

"Charlotte, why are you helping him!"

Hermione's eyes were wide open, she couldn't believe it, and her face was full of disappointment. She thought they were friends, and the two often read in the library. I cherish this friendship very much.

"Calm down, I'm afraid that you first-year students will be careless, so I come here to watch you, by the way... Draco!"

He patted Draco on the shoulder, and signaled with his eyes, hurry up, don't waste my time, Draco dawdled, blushing, remembering what Charlotte ordered before, so he reluctantly apologized, The voice is low and inaudible.

"sorry."

Hermione glanced at Charlotte who was pressing Draco, her eyes were reddish, she lowered her head, sniffed, and wiped her eyes.

Before Hermione entered school, she memorized the textbooks thoroughly, hoping that she could use the knowledge to make new friends in this wizarding school, and not be left behind by others. The people around her were all wizarding families, which gave her certainty. pressure, until she found that her level was far above her peers.

After Ron explained Draco's 'mudblood' to her, the little girl realized that Hogwarts discriminated against Muggle wizards, which made her very uncomfortable.

Looking up at Draco, he said softly. "Let's forget about it."

"Do you know the rules of dueling? In order to save time and conduct one-on-one rules, which one of you will fight Malfoy?"

"What are the rules of the duel?"

Harry looked at Charlotte, pushed his glasses, and asked.

In class, they often hear the professor praise this person. Although they have met several times, the official meeting is in such an awkward situation.

"It's good to just click it casually, click as far as it goes, beat the opponent to the ground, and the winner will be determined."

Pulling Draco to the middle, the four of them looked at each other, and finally Harry clenched his wand tightly and stood up.

"Come on, come on, move quickly. We have violated several school rules. Night tours and private fights. Believe me, there will be no good results if we are caught."

Charlotte teased Hermione.

"To my surprise, the good girl Hermione would break the school rules with you."

Hermione blushed, trying to refute but couldn't. She puffed out her mouth angrily, revealing her two front teeth, like a hamster hoarding food.

"Hold your wands, bow, and start fighting, boy!"

The two bowed politely, and Harry reacted quickly and took the lead in attacking.

"Legs freeze to death."

"Quick imprisonment."

Draco turned sideways subconsciously, avoiding Harry's spell, and counterattacked, a ball of rope flew out of his wand, heading straight for Harry's face.

"Harry, be careful."

Ron made an off-site interference, Charlotte raised his wand, locked the tongue and sealed his throat, and made a hush movement, making Hermione and Neville, who wanted to remind them, close their mouths by chance.

Harry ducked and dodged the rope, and Draco pointed his wand behind Harry, saying that he had won.

"Look behind."

"I won't believe you, grinning!"

The rope, which had been lost, stopped the car, turned around behind, and tied Harry tightly from behind.

Draco easily dodged Harry's Tickle Curse, looked at Harry who was tied up, snorted, and raised his head high, like a proud peacock.

"I don't think you have any objection to this result, do you?"

Charlotte glanced at the four of them, and seeing that they were silent, she waved her hand to untie the rope on Harry's body, touched his head, and glanced outside the door.

"Since the outcome has been decided, let's go back to bed early!"

Opening the door, Charlotte's face was filled with joy, and the sound of cat meowing came from not far away. Looking at the source of the sound, Mrs. Norris was lying there, staring closely at Charlotte who opened the door. .

Turning around and leaving, it must be to lure Filch over. Filch is not far from here, and the footsteps are very fast. Charlotte can imagine the excitement of Filch running over.

Catch these nocturnal students, hang them from the ceiling, and beat them with a whip... This wish may not be fulfilled in this life!

"Malfoy, did you go to tip off the news?"

Hearing Filch's voice, Ron, who was still aggrieved, turned pale, and threw the pot over without thinking.

"Be smart, Weasley, I'm here too!"

"You guys are still in a quarrelsome mood! Think about what will happen if we get caught!"

Hermione put an end to the meaningless argument between the two, and under Charlotte's intentional leadership, the six ran straight to the forbidden corridor on the third floor.

Filch got closer and could hear him talking to himself clearly.

"You can't get rid of me, you bloody brats!"

"Araho Cave is open."

Hermione opened a door in the corridor on the third floor, and Charlotte locked it again. The six of them hid in a panic, hiding behind the door, listening to the movement outside.

He put his ears on the door, listening to Filch who was outside chasing him outside, looked at the locked door for a while, and took a lamp to shine through the crack of the door.